Whispers of my heart - Sebastian Sallow x OC

Coming Home

Ophelia gasps, immediately recognizing the arms that envelop her by the heavenly scent of books, cinnamon, and this cologne—Sebastian.

As he looks down at her, a smirk playing on his lips, Ophelia's cheeks flush, and she attempts to conceal her face with her flowing hair. Sebastian chuckles, teasingly saying, "Hey," prompting her to glance back up at him.

In that moment, she realizes the changes Sebastian has undergone over the summer. He stands taller, his physique more muscular and defined, while his face carries a newfound maturity, accentuated by a hint of beard stubble.

Ophelia reciprocates the greeting and embraces him fully, burying her face in his pullover, savoring every precious moment.

Sebastian, too relishes the moment, holding her delicately at her waist, his fingers gently weaving through her long locks. Both find solace in the embrace, appreciating the quiet beauty of the moment. The world around them fades as they linger in each other's arms, relishing the magic of the reunion.

They broke their embrace, still holding hands and smiling at each other.

"You wanted to meet me here. I was wondering why in the train. I reckon you just need your broom to go to Hogwarts.", Ophelia remarked with a playful tone.

She looked at him through her lashes, awaiting his response. A peculiar light in the compartment made it difficult to discern, but she could've sworn he blushed slightly.

"You forgot I moved, Ophelia," Sebastian said smiling.

Embarrassment washed over Ophelia as she realized her oversight. She had unintentionally made it seem as if Sebastian had journeyed to London solely for her. How could she have been so thoughtless, forgetting that he, Anne, and Ominis now resided with his aunt in Surrey?

"Don't you worry, darling. Even if I'd still live in Feldcroft, I would've come here for you, just to see you a bit earlier. I couldn't have waited any longer," Sebastian reassured her with a tender smile.

As Sebastian spoke those words, Ophelia felt a warmth enveloping her heart. It was more than love; it was a comforting certainty, a connection that transcended time and place. The familiarity of his presence brought a sense of belonging, as if the universe had orchestrated their meeting.

Sebastian gazed at Ophelia with a softness in his eyes, his heart echoing the sincerity of his words. Holding her hands, he began to share just a bit of his feelings, still allowing vulnerability to surface.

"I've missed you, Ophelia," he confessed, his voice carrying a depth of emotion. "The days seemed longer without our conversations and laughter. It's like a piece of me was waiting for this moment to be complete again."

His gaze held a mixture of affection and longing, as if the months apart had etched a yearning in his soul. Sebastian continued, "Moving to Surrey brought changes, but you were the constant thought that anchored me. Your letters were a lifeline, a connection to the world I missed. And now, being here with you, it's like coming home."

Sebastian's thumb gently traced circles on the back of Ophelia's hand, a silent assurance that their bond endured. "You're more than Feldcroft or Hogwarts, Ophelia. You're my constant, my sanctuary. I couldn't resist seeing you sooner, even if it meant crossing distances."

In that moment, the compartment held a quiet intimacy, where unspoken feelings resonated. The reunion wasn't just about geography; it was a reunion of hearts, each beat affirming the depth of their soul connection.